Disclaimer: I don't own Shaman King, which makes me very sad.

Sequel to Happy Birthday Ren

Happy Anniversary Yoh

Chapter One – Musings

The day before….

Ren's POV

They had been dating for nearly a month, ever since Yoh had taken him to Gibby's for his birthday and told him that he loved him. That month had been the happiest of his life. He was living in the Funbari Onsen with the rest of gang (HoroHoro, Chocolove, Lyserg, Ryu, Faust, their spirits, Manta, and of course, the girls: Anna, Tamao, and Eliza). Anna had already known that Yoh loved Ren by the time he had told him, so there hadn't been a problem on that front, something that Ren was grateful for. He loved Yoh, but if Anna had started yelling at him about how he was promised to her and all that crap, Yoh probably would have left him. Anyways, back to musing about Yoh….

Yoh spent as much time as possible in Ren's presence; even if they were hanging out with all of their friends, Yoh was always near Ren. Aware of Ren's self-consciousness, he had kept physical touches to a minimum when they were with the others, although there was a definite increase in casual brushes of the hands and Ren got a few more glomping hugs than the rest. Yoh needed that physical touch, and Ren was beginning to understand that need, almost craving Yoh's touches sometimes (which he firmly tamped down, telling himself that he didn't need to act like a clingy girl. It didn't work very often – Yoh was a little addicting). Even when Yoh dragged him outside to lie down on the grass and look at the different shapes of the clouds and had just held his hand, it had nonetheless brought a blush to the Tao's face. Just thinking about that brought a small smile to Ren's face, which had Yoh seen, would've gotten him a glomp and a kiss.

Okay, back to the beginning of the dating….

Yoh had started off small with the physical affection part of their relationship. It had been all soft, slow kisses at first, which for some reason made Ren think that kissing him was a great privilege he had granted Yoh. After about a week of hugs, handholding, and the soft kissing, Yoh had curled up in his arms for the first time while they were watching a movie. Ren had blushed hugely, and when Yoh had asked if it was alright, he had replied with a shy "Yes," and tentatively put his arms around his boyfriend. Yoh gave a happy sigh at this and settled back, content. Cuddling then became part of their routine (though if this had been anywhere other than Ren's thoughts, he would have used a more manly word than 'cuddling'). If Ren was reading a book, or they were watching a movie, or just sitting there and enjoying the other's company, Yoh would move over and lean against Ren, resting his head on his shoulder. Eventually, Ren would somehow find himself sitting sideways on the couch, Yoh between his legs, back resting against his chest, and his arms crossed over Ren's, after he blushing wrapped them around Yoh's stomach. Eventually, Yoh would turn his head enough to softly kiss Ren. HoroHoro had walked in on this once, and immediately starting pointing and laughing, saying how 'cute' they looked. Ren had promptly chased after him, brandishing his kwando, while Yoh continued to sit there, a laughing smile on his face, while it was evident that he was also pouting at the loss of contact with his boyfriend.

After a week of this, something new occurred. They had just walked in from spending the day walking around Tokyo and talking in the coffee shop, when Yoh turned and pressed Ren gently against the wall, kissing him in his soft, slow way, before running his hands lightly up Ren's body. He had jumped slightly at this new feeling. No one had ever touched him in such a way before. Feeling Ren start, Yoh had pulled away, concern in his eyes. "Is this okay Ren? I don't want to make you uncomfortable."

"It's okay Yoh," he had replied. "I was just startled. I've – No one's ever touched him like that before, but it's okay." I wanted those hands back on my body, touching me as if I was something incredibly precious. Almost reverently – looking into my eyes the whole time – he placed his hands on my waist, gently coaxing them up my sides. I shivered at the heated, concentrated look in his eyes. He leaned in and kissed me, slipping his tongue between my parted lips while his hands made my body sing. This continued until we were both panting for breath, his body pressing mine into the wall. Touching like this had been occurring with increasing frequency over the past two weeks, but it seemed that Yoh was hesitating to go any further without some sort of sign from me. I was embarrassed about making a move, but I was craving more too. That's when I decided to take him out for our one-month anniversary, which was tomorrow. Everything was ready. Though, I should probably tell Yoh that we were going out for a fancy dinner tomorrow night. I looked down at down at him. We were sitting outside. Rather, I was sitting, leaning against a nice shady tree, and Yoh was stretched out, his head in my lap, fast asleep. 'He looks so cute when he's asleep. So peaceful,' I thought as I ran my fingers through his chocolate-brown hair. That small movement caused Yoh to stir, opening his eyes to look up at me. "Hey Ren," he whispered, a small smile gracing his face as his hand came up to softly brush my cheek. He moved it to the back of my neck and pulled my head down to kiss me. I moaned softly at the contact.

"Hey Yoh," I returned when we parted, gasping for much needed air. "Would you like to accompany me for dinner tomorrow night?"

"Sure, Ren. Where are we going?" His eyes were bright with the thought of going on a date. No matter how many times we went out, he always looked so excited to go.